The Why. If I knew Why I do, think and feel everything I do, think and feel, perhaps I wouldn’t want to continue doing, thinking and feeling the things I’m doing, thinking and feeling. But I don’t know, it’s just a thought. A feeling perhaps. Not an action though. Not an action.
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Translator, forklift driver, father, student of human integral systems, expat in Japan
